Mama's Boy Toy (Explicit Version)

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It's your boy young thad, man
Man, kids are born everyday
They don't choose they parents
I bet they wish they could
This is mama's boy toy
In way too deep, shit up to my knees
Man want his cash, pay up or leave
Promises you can't keep, vigs you can't meet
Sharks bite hard, ass on the hot seat
Easy to ask for, but hard to pay back
Cash burn real fast, dub sack and some yak

Gladly pay you Tuesday, your burger mad dry
No venmo my sixth, your ass might have to die
That's some hard shit, I realize that
Your words mean nothing, I just want my cash
I hope you fast, I was gonna spank that ass
Front if you won't, your ass won't last
You went west, it didn't work
You caused so much LA dirt
You on the move again, you in your dope fiend skirt
How long can you run
You have no friends
That stolen credit card was the beginning of the end
You robbed your baby mama, you tried to touch her too
Your ass gone rot in hell, man
For all that dumb ass shit you do

Heard you was back on the block, your ass straight dumb
A bounty on your head and you got a young ass son
I saw you on the block, man, you a bold dude
You must have fed the sharks, man
You got a day pass and a class excuse
You hear the bell, you leave
Your time is up, no free lunch or cheese, man
You're have empty cup
Your luck is so bad, man, you need a rabbit's foot
The devil gonna get you, man, for that life that you took
You thought we didn't know
We heard that shit, man
You playing the dumb role, acting all sandpaper slick

When they turn the key, what will you say
Bottom of the ninth, the third strikeout today
Your shit started early, man, you stoled at 12
It was cars by 19 and 21, your first jail cell
You like to fly high, man, heroin and coke
You respect no one, man, you respect nothing but the dope
You owe a lot of folks, man, and you can't pay them back
Save your lying words, man, you were convicted on facts
We lost you early, man, when does it stop
I tried to advise you and you shot at the cops
You in way too deep, man, bottom of the fucking lake
Man, we hear your cries, but it's the same old mistakes
You better think your shit over, man, you have a lot of time
And you better watch your back, don't become a jailhouse dime
It's a sad little life, but you made it happen
Forever creating madness and thinking
Everybody's fucking napping

You know how I feel, man, way too crazy for me
You never paid me my cash
I guess that was a criminal life deposit fee
Thought you would turn, but the streets caught you fast
You start slinging that shit, your street pharmacist ass
Didn't last
You were cursed from the jump, a throwaway boy
Not born from love
Your daddy was mama's boy toy
So I don't blame you for all that dumb shit you did
You know what I mean
Look, y'all, kids can't choose their parents
So listen, y'all take care of these kids when they get here
Man
Mama's boy toy, young Thad

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